“Oh my God! I don’t know if I can handle that. Especially since we haven’t, I mean your dad and I …”
“You haven’t had sex in a long time. I understand, Mom. We’ll figure it out as we go. I’ll be gentle. Don’t worry.”
“I’ll have to use lots of lubricant. I hadn’t even thought of that. This is good. Something good came out of this. I’ll be better prepared.”
A door slammed in the driveway.
“Your father! Quick—run, run, run!”
I ran out of her bedroom, my big motherfucker wagging between my legs. I didn’t want to be caught naked with my mother by my dad who was going to allow me to fuck said mother in about twenty-seven hours.
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“Can I come in?”
“Come on in, Dad.”
I was reading on my bed. Dad sat on my desk chair.
“Gonna be funny not having you in here to boss around you know. Come next month.”
“You’ll hardly notice because I ignored all your orders anyway.” We laughed.
“Your mother’s almost ready. She’s a little nervous, so be patient. Okay?”
“Yeah, I understand. I think everything will go okay.”
“I have to hand it to you, you’re handling this really well.”
I wasn’t about to tell Dad that I had already done this exact thing for Uncle Zack and Auntie Lee. Or that I had gotten Mrs. Branch to let me finger her, eat her pussy, and cum in her mouth. All that gave me some confidence I might not have had just weeks ago.
And, unexpectedly, seeing Mom naked really made me want to fuck her for real. Besides wanting to get her pregnant, I wanted to fuck my own mother and cum hard inside her—just because she was so sexy.
Dad said, “I want to thank you for doing this. You don’t know how embarrassed I am that I can’t perform my own duties as a husband and—”
“Dad, if you had a broken arm, I would help. If you had a broken leg, I would help. All because I was able to, and because I love you. You’ve been the best Dad ever, and looking back I never told you enough because I was a jerk all wrapped up in my own world without stopping for a second to say I appreciated the millions of things you did without ever wanting or expecting one word of thanks.”
“I really needed that tonight. I was feeling kind of helpless.”
“I’m filling in tonight, Dad. That’s all. Filling in for the greatest guy I know. If I knew that there was anything that would heal this part of you and it would be you instead of me tonight, I would do that. Anything. But, as it is, it’s me and mom. It’ll be fine.”
“So, you okay with me being there? In the room.”
“You deserve to be there like you explained last night. It’s your child too, for its whole life. Just make one promise.”
“What’s that?”
“No coaching!”
“Deal!” We both laughed.
He got up. “I think it’s time. Let’s go.”
That turned out to be the longest walk from my bedroom to Mom’s in history. It seemed like we would never get there.
Dad opened the door and we walked in. Mom was sitting at her dressing table. Dad walked over to the bed and sat in a chair next to it.
She got up and I noticed she had her black high heels on. This made her taller than me. She also had a robe on, but not the terrycloth one. This was her dark blue satin robe. You could see the outlines of her nipples pressed against it.